Girlfriend. You can’t believe it. Gold ensemble. A couple of days later. It’s a promise. Would I take something from you if I knew what I had? Lucid.
Lucid
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Something
Take
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Promise
A
Days
A
Believe
Can’t
Girlfriend
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Shared. Start with the intent of someone ahead of her. Split between a child and a man. Be the best. Spouses are hungry. After the party. Jo...
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